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Hills Like White Elelphants Reading Guide
Hills Like White Elelphants Reading Guide
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Vocabulary: define each word related to ideas in the story
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Prediction
Have your friends ever asked you to do something you were not comfortable with? What?
How did you feel about it?
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Literary Terms
Idiom: a phrase where the words have a different meaning from the dictionary definitions of
the individual words.
A ―white elephant‖, apart from its literal meaning, is an idiom which refers to something
considered as a waste of money, something that requires much care but provides little profit,
such as a very expensive train line or a very expensive and under-used cultural complex. By
extension, it is something of little or no value.
Theme: the central, underlying, and controlling idea or insight of a work of literature or the
idea the writer wishes to convey about the subject—the writer‘s view of the world or a
revelation about human nature.
Questions Answer the following questions in complete sentences.
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Jig: _____________________________________________________________________________________
American: _______________________________________________________________________________
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Thinking Questions:
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3. What is your position on the ―operation‖; if you were Jig what would you do?
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Hills Like White Elephants
By Ernest Hemingway
The hills across the valley of the Ebro were long and white. On this side there was no shade
and no trees and the station was between two lines of rails in the sun. Close against the side
of the station there was the warm shadow of the building and a curtain, made of strings of
bamboo beads, hung across the open door into the bar, to keep out flies. The American and
the girl with him sat at a table in the shade, outside the building. It was very hot and the
express from Barcelona would come in forty minutes. It stopped at this junction for two
minutes and went to Madrid.
‗What should we drink?‘ the girl asked. She had taken off her hat and put it on the table.
The woman brought two glasses of beer and two felt pads. She put the felt pads and the beer
glass on the table and looked at the man and the girl. The girl was looking off at the line of
hills. They were white in the sun and the country was brown and dry.
‗I might have,‘ the man said. ‗Just because you say I wouldn‘t have doesn‘t prove anything.‘
The girl looked at the bead curtain. ‗They‘ve painted something on it,‘ she said. ‗What does it
say?‘
The man called ‗Listen‘ through the curtain. The woman came out from the bar.
‗It tastes like licorice,‘ the girl said and put the glass down.
‗Yes,‘ said the girl. ‗Everything tastes of licorice. Especially all the things you‘ve waited so
long for, like absinthe.‘
‗You started it,‘ the girl said. ‗I was being amused. I was having a fine time.‘
‗All right. I was trying. I said the mountains looked like white elephants. Wasn‘t that bright?‘
‗I wanted to try this new drink. That‘s all we do, isn‘t it – look at things and try new drinks?‘
‗I guess so.‘
‗They‘re lovely hills,‘ she said. ‗They don‘t really look like white elephants. I just meant the
coloring of their skin through the trees.‘
‗All right.‘
The warm wind blew the bead curtain against the table.
The girl looked at the ground the table legs rested on.
‗I know you wouldn‘t mind it, Jig. It‘s really not anything. It‘s just to let the air in.‘
‗I‘ll go with you and I‘ll stay with you all the time. They just let the air in and then it‘s all
perfectly natural.‘
‗That‘s the only thing that bothers us. It‘s the only thing that‘s made us unhappy.‘
The girl looked at the bead curtain, put her hand out and took hold of two of the strings of
beads.
‗I know we will. Yon don‘t have to be afraid. I‘ve known lots of people that have done it.‘
‗So have I,‘ said the girl. ‗And afterwards they were all so happy.‘
‗Well,‘ the man said, ‗if you don‘t want to you don‘t have to. I wouldn‘t have you do it if you
didn‘t want to. But I know it‘s perfectly simple.‘
‗I think it‘s the best thing to do. But I don‘t want you to do it if you don‘t really want to.‘
‗And if I do it you‘ll be happy and things will be like they were and you‘ll love me?‘
‗I know. But if I do it, then it will be nice again if I say things are like white elephants, and
you‘ll like it?‘
‗I‘ll love it. I love it now but I just can‘t think about it. You know how I get when I worry.‘
‗Oh, yes. But I don‘t care about me. And I‘ll do it and then everything will be fine.‘
The girl stood up and walked to the end of the station. Across, on the other side, were fields
of grain and trees along the banks of the Ebro. Far away, beyond the river, were mountains.
The shadow of a cloud moved across the field of grain and she saw the river through the
trees.
‗And we could have all this,‘ she said. ‗And we could have everything and every day we
make it more impossible.‘
‗No, we can‘t.‘
‗No, we can‘t.‘
‗It‘s ours.‘
‗No, it isn‘t. And once they take it away, you never get it back.‘
‗Come on back in the shade,‘ he said. ‗You mustn‘t feel that way.‘
‗I don‘t feel any way,‘ the girl said. ‗I just know things.‘
‗I don‘t want you to do anything that you don‘t want to do -‘
‗Nor that isn‘t good for me,‘ she said. ‗I know. Could we have another beer?‘
They sat down at the table and the girl looked across at the hills on the dry side of the valley
and the man looked at her and at the table.
‗You‘ve got to realize,‘ he said, ‗ that I don‘t want you to do it if you don‘t want to. I‘m
perfectly willing to go through with it if it means anything to you.‘
‗Of course it does. But I don‘t want anybody but you. I don‘t want anyone else. And I know
it‘s perfectly simple.‘
‗It‘s all right for you to say that, but I do know it.‘
‗Would you please please please please please please please stop talking?‘
He did not say anything but looked at the bags against the wall of the station. There were
labels on them from all the hotels where they had spent nights.
‗But I don‘t want you to,‘ he said, ‗I don‘t care anything about it.‘
The woman came out through the curtains with two glasses of beer and put them down on
the damp felt pads. ‗The train comes in five minutes,‘ she said.
‗I‘d better take the bags over to the other side of the station,‘ the man said. She smiled at him.
‗All right. Then come back and we‘ll finish the beer.‘
He picked up the two heavy bags and carried them around the station to the other tracks. He
looked up the tracks but could not see the train. Coming back, he walked through the bar-
room, where people waiting for the train were drinking. He drank an Anis at the bar and
looked at the people. They were all waiting reasonably for the train. He went out through the
bead curtain. She was sitting at the table and smiled at him.